Chickens on the lawn ... and other questions.

[6chickens in St. Charles]

...so?... What have you decided to do?

I like the idea that one might turn out to be a roo. Garden jewelry.

 

[Emmalion]

I love my Roos they are beautiful and silly

btw my 4 chickens have turned into almost 20 chickens

Welcome to chicken math please take a seat at the next open table. Please turn to page 465 and do the following problems
6. How many chicks count as one chicken?
9. If you order 6 bantam chicks on Jan 15th how many chicks will you have by June 1st?

 

[BackyardFarmMama]

Good questions! I was wondering the same thing about the chicken poop on the lawn and about when to let out the chickens if you have them shut in their coop. I am learning so much from reading this forum!

 

[6chickens in St. Charles]

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We let them out about 9 am, AFTER they've eaten a good quantity of chicken feed out of sheer boredom.

The rest of the day they eat from the undersides of leaves, excavated edges of lawn, handouts from children, and whatever they can catch.

 

[tryingtohaveitall]

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[6chickens in St. Charles]

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Thanks I needed that! I've been taking tests all afternoon and going back to take more at 7am!

 

[Emmalion]

glad I could help

 

[Wildflower_VA]

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For the times the husband is not being very "Dear" it could mean dumb husband! Only the writer of DH knows for sure!

 

[MeowCluckBark]

6chickens in St. Charles :

Its just like any other big change, like buying your first car or having your first child or starting your new career, or learning to read. There's potential mess inherent in any new path. (Our 14 year old just finished another Stephen King novel

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But, with chickens, Silver Linings outweigh those dark clouds of worry!

At first, you fear the poop. Then you start chanting silly mantras, like "scooping poop is therapootic". Then, you start collecting it to compost for your garden. Your compost heap smells heavenly, like the spring lily show at a giant greenhouse. You gather favourite herbs from relatives and plant them with a new collection of rosebushes (or rutabagas, whatever your fancy).
Your lawn becomes so green and lush, you spend more time there than ever amidst your bright new patches of garden, you've bought new outdoor furniture to sit around watching "chicken TV" with your loved ones, sipping mimosas or jasmine tea with your (clean) feet up. You're dreaming, planning, discussing additions to your new utopian, bucolic landscape design...

That leads to the UNTHINKABLE new idea: you simply don't have enough chicken poop. "There must be more chickens here" you begin to muse...

And so it begins........... stricken with chicken math disease............ you answer silly visitors' number one question with "Oh yes, we eat the eggs, they're great!" though you've forgotten for days to check the nestboxes for glorious round wonders, what with all your gardening and feathercrafts you've got up your sleeves, your new outdoor photography hobby and little time leftover after thrashing out ideas on the BYC forum...

It's never stopped at two.

We had 2 little boys once, but that 3rd one's the charm! He helps us care for our 8 suburban garden chickens.

HAHAHAHA​

 

[ll]

Hehe @ the definitions of DH

Also, you convinced my husband to get three instead of two

oh boy!
Well we went to our local event today and they were all sold out of Buff Orpington's before we arrived, within an hour of opening

but thanks so much for the replies, and I am still interested in other opinions too.